It’s the day to dress in green-
Pinching those not wearing green seems mean.
It’s just the way celebrating has been.
Dressed in costumes to be seen-
And enjoying Corned Beef that’s cooked until lean.
Beauty So Innocent
Sitting here watching the snow-
Listening to the cold wind blow.
Watching it hit the ground to grow-
Its beauty is so innocent to know.
Under the moonlight, it appears to glow.
I’m a Mississippi Bell-
When I speak, you can tell.
I grew up playing on hay bales-
Jumping from barns, until I fell.
Playing with the stock, raised to sell.